Entry 279; Day 99
Finally--the celebration at the end of the school year. It isn't long now, and I know I'm certainly looking forward to going out tonight. Exams are very much over, and I know I did well on most of them. The grades I've gotten back so far are quite satisfactory and should be satisfactory for both my father and my uncle. I've put myself towards my studies as I assured them I would, so they've no cause to complain.
But enough about school--it seems like no matter what I do, I keep talking about it. It's high time for a celebration, and I'm looking forward to the dance tonight. It's been far too long since I've worn something better than my school uniform. And I gave my word that I'd act as befits one of my station. So that means dressing my best, of course. I've been told I look rather good in the school uniform, but I'm rather fond of how I look in formal dress too. I think this will do.
Rosella, I knew I could find roses that matched your dress, and I did. I'm not sure how anyone could grow an orange rose--we didn't really cover that in either the genetics section or the plant biology section--but they do exist somehow, and there were more than a few of them in one of the shops I found near the square. If you're still looking for some that match, you might try there. I won't give away how they look, save for that colour. You'll have to wait until tonight to see the flowers themselves, but I think they're a perfect match.
[Private || Unhackable]
I saw them together in Pandora's last night when I was out looking for those flowers, though. How much and what he knows, I can't be certain of yet. But he is here, and he is watching us. We knew that from the moment he had that gaudy gift delivered to her. Of course he'd want to see her, especially so close to the date of their wedding. They're engaged, after all. We can't deny that they are, even if she doesn't want to be.
And likely he saw me, because I couldn't help but stop at the window when I saw them there. I don't care if I was carrying flowers for another girl. I'm sorry, Rosella. You're a very good friend to me. You're lovely, witty, extremely intelligent--but I would have rather been carrying blue and white flowers for her.
But we have to carry on as though there's nothing going on, as though we've not picked up again. They sent us here to break us apart, and we stayed apart--but no more. I will not let her marry him. It's a twisted engagement, and it disgusts me. We've made our promise--we made our promise just before she went to meet him. She'll keep it, I know. We'll escape to her house, and then truly escape him.
It won't be easy, not with both us going with someone. Would Rosella be willing to help us? There's more to her, I think, that she's said. She dodges things, questions, sometimes. Rosella, I am sorry, but you're going to have to help us, somehow or other. I hope you'll understand.
She must understand. We can't let something so small as that stand in our way. Not with what he have to lose. I gave her my promise, and I'll keep it.
[//end private filter]
I'm looking forward to seeing you this evening, Rosella. I think tonight will be absolutely unforgettable.
~C.
[ooc: Rosella's corsage for her orange-and-coral dress~ MELODRAMA LOOMS! OMG ONES! Melodrama Crew! Any thoughts on running this thing? Shall we hit up the dance log itself? >:3]
But enough about school--it seems like no matter what I do, I keep talking about it. It's high time for a celebration, and I'm looking forward to the dance tonight. It's been far too long since I've worn something better than my school uniform. And I gave my word that I'd act as befits one of my station. So that means dressing my best, of course. I've been told I look rather good in the school uniform, but I'm rather fond of how I look in formal dress too. I think this will do.
Rosella, I knew I could find roses that matched your dress, and I did. I'm not sure how anyone could grow an orange rose--we didn't really cover that in either the genetics section or the plant biology section--but they do exist somehow, and there were more than a few of them in one of the shops I found near the square. If you're still looking for some that match, you might try there. I won't give away how they look, save for that colour. You'll have to wait until tonight to see the flowers themselves, but I think they're a perfect match.
[Private || Unhackable]
I saw them together in Pandora's last night when I was out looking for those flowers, though. How much and what he knows, I can't be certain of yet. But he is here, and he is watching us. We knew that from the moment he had that gaudy gift delivered to her. Of course he'd want to see her, especially so close to the date of their wedding. They're engaged, after all. We can't deny that they are, even if she doesn't want to be.
And likely he saw me, because I couldn't help but stop at the window when I saw them there. I don't care if I was carrying flowers for another girl. I'm sorry, Rosella. You're a very good friend to me. You're lovely, witty, extremely intelligent--but I would have rather been carrying blue and white flowers for her.
But we have to carry on as though there's nothing going on, as though we've not picked up again. They sent us here to break us apart, and we stayed apart--but no more. I will not let her marry him. It's a twisted engagement, and it disgusts me. We've made our promise--we made our promise just before she went to meet him. She'll keep it, I know. We'll escape to her house, and then truly escape him.
It won't be easy, not with both us going with someone. Would Rosella be willing to help us? There's more to her, I think, that she's said. She dodges things, questions, sometimes. Rosella, I am sorry, but you're going to have to help us, somehow or other. I hope you'll understand.
She must understand. We can't let something so small as that stand in our way. Not with what he have to lose. I gave her my promise, and I'll keep it.
[//end private filter]
I'm looking forward to seeing you this evening, Rosella. I think tonight will be absolutely unforgettable.
~C.
[ooc: Rosella's corsage for her orange-and-coral dress~ MELODRAMA LOOMS! OMG ONES! Melodrama Crew! Any thoughts on running this thing? Shall we hit up the dance log itself? >:3]
